The world is so full of hate
These days' no one shares a plate
For we are no longer driven by fate
And another man's suffering is used as bait
As they claim that corruption cannot wait
People have poisonous thoughts
Thoughts that can destroy
Rather than to build one's life
Politicians instead of building the economy
And putting the needs of their citizens' first
They fill their pockets with coin
As well as satisfying their ego
Forgetting that death is an equalizer
Same scenario applies to relatives
They pretend to offer incentives
But in real sense they have queer motives
The failure of one is happiness for all
And the success of another brings doubt and gossip
This world is like cholera, a plague
Flies at every corner
Making everyone a loner
Of his or her own thoughts
We should always reward ourselves
For everyone is building their gloomy future
Politicians day in day out satisfy their needs no matter the cost
At the level of individual, pessimism can be overthrown dear poet.
A solemn commentary on the contemporary state of affairs of the world.. As Sandra said, pessimism is the mood of the poem! True, what do we have here, to look forward to?
ICE CREAM! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! and CAKE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Pessimistically true. So sad to see all this hate, destruction and debauchery. Excellently and frankly written. The unforgiving sad truth. Thanks for the painful sincerity. Excellent work.